"Brother, I still don't understand."
"Hmm?"
"If you knew that someone would come for Jia Yucun, why didn't you just wait for him to come?"
At this moment, Sun Lang and Jia Yucun had already left the Jinling government office.
Their excuse was that the imperial envoy was going to visit the Wang family secretly.
Since the possibility of Magistrate Jia leaking the secret was not low, it was also a trap to tell them the actual itinerary.
When they came, they took the Jia family's carriage. Now that they didn't need to transport Wang Qi, the carriage was more conspicuous. Fortunately, there were all kinds of props in the carriage. Jia Xu always took care of everything.
They found something like a cloak in the carriage. After putting it on, they looked like two sneaky mysterious people. However, the Empire worshipped martial arts, and Jinling was a big city. There were many martial artists dressed like this, so it wasn't strange for them to be walking on the road.
As they walked, Jia Shidao asked the question in his heart.
Sun Lang answered, "First of all, I'm not sure if anyone would come for Jia Yucun."
He explained, "Our opponent is a guy who doesn't play by the rules. Waiting for him to come is a waste of time. Facing a sly enemy hiding in the dark, staying in one place will only waste the opportunity. The best way to deal with such an opponent is to attack with attack and take the opportunity to expand our advantage. After all …"
He paused and said lightly, "After all, we don't know where he's going to attack. We can only try to expand our advantage while the situation is still in a stalemate."
Jia Shidao understood now. "Rongguo Mansion is the place you care about the most … Are you worried that they'll attack Rongguo Mansion?"
Sun Lang nodded first and then glanced at his brother.
Not only that … I'm f * cking worried that they'll follow your father's path.
However, he couldn't say this to Jia Shidao. Otherwise, it would add a lot of trouble to the kid, and it wouldn't solve any problems.
He said faintly, "In fact, up until now, I still haven't figured out their plans. Instead, I'm getting more and more confused. I can only guess their purpose from their actions. Until now, I still don't have a clear grasp of it … But it doesn't matter. There's still time. The more they do, the more flaws they will reveal …"
Jia Shidao nodded.
That was the only way.
He said solemnly, "Brother, I will help you … Although I am still inexperienced and can't do some things well, please use me as much as you want."
"… Oh."
"Why is Elder Brother always so cold whenever I reveal my feelings?"
"Because you're gay."
"…"
Seeing that Jia Shidao was speechless, Sun Lang smiled and said, "Let's go back to your house first."
Jia Shidao seemed surprised. "What's wrong?"
Sun Lang smiled faintly. "I need to discuss with your father about what happened just now, including how to deal with the Wang family and the Shi family. Your father is a veteran of the Jianghu, so he might have some unique insights."
While I'm at it, I'll give your father another lesson, hoping that he'll understand what eternal loyalty is.
After all, if my guess is correct, this side forged an imperial edict and used the power of the imperial envoy to suppress the Wang and Shi families. In a short period of time, we have the upper hand. The enemy will not wait helplessly for death. The mastermind behind the scenes will probably make a move.
But, Rongguo Mansion, Jia Xu, Wang Qi, the Shi brothers, Jia Yucun … Among these big and small targets, who will you choose?
I care a lot.
Because, for these big and small targets, I've more or less set up some traps. I hope you can run into an exciting one and be pleasantly surprised, so that my plan won't go to waste …
Jia Shidao was unaware of all this.
When he heard that they were going home, he showed a slight resistance on his face. He sighed and said, "Father must dislike me now. Sigh, he has been disappointed in me since I was young."
"Here we go again. Straighten your back. I'll back you up. Why are you afraid of him?"
Sun Lang waved his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Boys should be rebellious, should be messing around, and should compete with their father. I mean, talk back, at most you'll get beaten up. If that doesn't work, just shout 'Father, I love you' a few times and give him goosebumps. Isn't it just a competition of shamelessness?"
"…"
The two of them rushed all the way and soon arrived at Ningguo Mansion. They climbed over the wall as if there was no one there. They passed through the mansion, the garden, and Jia Xu's bamboo study.
Sun Lang was thinking about how to talk to Jia Xu next.
He had to know what to do, and he had to have an attitude. He had to warn or even hint at him.
How troublesome.
If it was someone close to him, he would tell him the truth. If it was someone not close, he could reason with him after beating him up. However, Jia Xu's identity was neither close nor distant. Plus, he had to take Jia Shidao into consideration, so it was very troublesome.
Therefore, it was better to maintain the status quo.
He saw through it but did not say it out loud, and purposely dealt with Jia Xu. This guy doesn't know that I already know that he knows. He must be feigning civility with me now. This is actually very good. I can use him to do something, and even give the person who tried to drive a wedge between us a good lesson …
Sun Lang had already made up his mind, and the bamboo forest where Jia Xu lived was already in sight. He raised his head to take a look, and his expression suddenly became strange.
Huh?
Could it be so coincidental?
Just as he was about to say something, Jia Shidao had already quickened his pace.
At this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the bamboo forest study, followed by a roar.
Hearing the sudden sounds of fighting, Sun Lang's eyes involuntarily flashed with a cold light.
Jia Shidao was shocked. He immediately jumped up and shouted, "Father!"
His figure moved at an extremely fast speed and crashed into the direction of the study.
The murderer seemed to have noticed the arrival of reinforcements. With a loud crack, a figure broke the window of the study and fled from the other side of the house.
Sun Lang sneered inwardly, but he did not chase after him. Instead, he followed Jia Shidao into the study.
In the study, Jia Xu's face was a bit pale. He covered his chest, and there were still thin streaks of blood at the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be injured. Seeing Jia Shidao rush in, he was a bit breathless. "Why are you here?"
Jia Shidao rushed forward and felt his father's pulse first. He glanced at the window and immediately turned back. "I'll take care of father. Brother, go after that person!"
Sun Lang had been paying attention to Jia Xu's expression since he entered the room. Sure enough, when he heard 'go after that person', Jia Xu's expression became very unnatural for a moment.
Sun Lang said lightly, "You came at a bad time."
That was a double entendre. Jia Xu had a guilty conscience. Hearing that, he said angrily, "What did you say?"
Jia Xu was Jia Xu. After a moment of gaffe, he realized that he had said something wrong. He coughed and spat out a small mouthful of blood. He said angrily, "Bad time?
Do you want to wait for him to kill me before you come? "
Sun Lang shrugged. "Uncle, you've misunderstood me. I mean, the murderer came at the wrong time and bumped into me. He's really delivered himself to my doorstep …"
After he finished speaking, his figure moved and chased after him.
That person had indeed come at a bad time.
Interesting.
At least his Qing Gong was pretty good. By the time Sun Lang chased after him, the assailant had already dashed dozens of meters away. When he saw Sun Lang chasing after him, he even recklessly turned around and waved his hand to mock him, signalling for him to come.
Sun Lang was slightly dazed. How could this grandson be so brave? But he quickly reacted. After thinking for a moment, he immediately took out the Fire Qilin and raised his hand to shoot.
With an explosive sound, the bullet spun out of the muzzle under the violent driving force, bringing a series of sharp sounds in the air, playing the notes of slaughter.
The importance of firearms to war was self-evident.
It liberated manpower to a great extent, so that killing no longer required a tight formation, delicate cooperation, outstanding martial arts, and fearless courage. As long as one had the strength to pull the trigger, it was possible to easily kill a fully armed and powerful warrior, which was enough to end the romance of the era of cold weapons.
It should have been like this.
But obviously, the situation in this world was a little special.
The Divine Power of Raging Flame, whose firearms were the best in the world, had built a technical barrier. The exquisite firearms technology was firmly restrained under the glory of the Church, crowned in the name of holiness and mystery, and became a sacred ritual that could only be mastered by the Priest of Flame. Lowly and ignorant mortals were not allowed to touch it. Therefore, large-scale research and development, production, and equipment were still a fairy tale with no end in sight.
In addition, there was also a power that was above the mortal world that prevented hot weapons from encroaching on the war status of cold weapons. Because of the existence of some power that was beyond the mortal world, the power of continuous fire weapons and heavy artillery was not as destructive and invincible as imagined, not to mention ordinary guns.
For example, now.
The bullet pierced through the air, whistling out, and shot toward the back of the fleeing person. If this shot hit, the pointed bullet would easily tear through the fragile flesh and blood tissue and open a hole in the person's body.
However, this did not happen. Determining the location by listening to the sound and catching the hidden weapon was a compulsory course for a martial artist. A cold light flashed and the Autumn Water Dagger slashed behind him. That person actually twisted his body and slashed down the bullet that was coming at him at high speed in midair. His speed of escape did not slow down at all.
Sun Lang shot out three more times, and they were cut down by the person one by one. The person's swordsmanship was superb, and his martial arts were amazing. And during this time, he still maintained his high-speed movement. At this time, he passed through the mansion and was already close to the courtyard wall behind the Ningguo Mansion. As long as he rushed out of the Rongguo Mansion and into the streets and alleys outside, he would be like a fish in water, able to escape without a trace in a moment.
Perhaps the murderer felt that he was in the bag, so he laughed loudly and said, "Do you only know how to use firearms?!"
Hearing this, Sun Lang's expression turned cold.
He felt that as a fan of CF, he needed to teach the other party what the origin of all things was.
You're just an action game, and you're even f * cking wuxia oriented …
In a flash, Sun Lang raised the Red Kilin in his hand, and with a light shake, the magazine slid out to the side, and a bullet was thrown out of the magazine by itself under the delicate control of strength.
Sun Lang's left hand grabbed, and the bullet was already in the palm of his hand. He raised his right leg, pulled his left arm back, and assumed a classic baseball pitcher's pose. At the same time, he made a sound.
"Watch this!"